For You, My Friend

Be it in times as onerous as these,
Where doubt and deceit curdle in thy mind.
Fleeting emotions in thy throat do seize,
A true friend will not be hard sought to find.

Despair does wash over thy dismal face,
And objects of contempt give false allure.
Instead rely on friends tender embrace,
For times of woe are quick fixed by this cure.

Seek not harmful ways to escape the pain,
Ignore the untruth, turn face from judas.
Then you will see only true friends remain,
To stand with thee till tribulations pass.

Give thy trust for on me you can depend,
Through thick and thin this friendship will not end.

Always here,
~Chiko.

Reflection in the Amalgam

As the microorganism floats in seemingly infinite space.
As the sunflower sways in the late summer breeze.
As the butterfly is jostled by the swaying plant.
As the movement catches the attention of a bird swooping down.
As the dozing cat opens a lazy eye to watch the spectacle unfold.
As the laughing child feels the fur covered tail slip through his tiny hand.
As the lurking mother moves to scold her disobedient child.
As the edge of a cliff gives way and cascades across an barren road.
As the mountain overlapping two tectonic plates slowly shifts.
As the clouds drift in the sky to block your view.
This is the world through the looking glass.

Just a small speck compared to this world,
~Chiko.

Five Words That Mean The World

fear - hope - happy - anger - death

To a woman, fear is having the man she loves most leave her.
To a child, hope is wishing his mother might buy him the candy he craves.
To a newly married couple, happy is their first kiss as husband and wife.
To a man, anger is letting the women he loved most walk away from him.
To an atheist, death is the end.

Exercising the imagination,
~Chiko!

Hello Seattle

Fluxing dispositions can possibly catch those around you off guard. As for me, my soul flows with the music that flows through my ears. Seemingly irritable; although I am an old lighthouse, throwing beams of bright lights. Red in the morning, blue in the evening sun. Taken heed from everyone.

Hello Seattle, I am the thoughts at hand,
On the page in your book.

~Chiko